Chapter 273 Returning to the Mountain

Pot Zhongtian (Shouqiu Privy Councilor) Song Dynasty: Cheng Bi

The sun is in the east well, the Zhenglun and the osmanthus shadow are very bright and clean. The fire order is the destiny of the country, and the sky is the hero. Nao Na has lived his whole life, his eyes are empty of the universe, and his green hair is Qian Xunxue. Let's talk about it for a while, but Shan Yu's heart is frightened.

In his later years, the Buddha's merits are profound, the world is rich and noble, and the five lakes are full of mist and water. Whoever sends his heart to the left must be paid and honored by Qilin. So it doesn't matter, the immortal talisman is already in the golden palace. The restoration of the Central Plains requires public return to Ren Tiaoxie.

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The mist half-covers the peaks, and the green mountains and beautiful waters are all beautiful scenery. Walking among them is like walking in a fairyland.

Xiao He gradually calmed down, but Liu Shisui was a little nervous, because the Nansong Pavilion was just ahead.

There are outer disciples sitting cross-legged under the green pines on the cliff, and from time to time, white mist can be seen transpiring. Seeing this familiar scene, he naturally recalled what happened many years ago - at that time, he also practiced hard under these green pines every day, and then went to the small courtyard away from the hustle and bustle of the stream to make a bed and pour tea.

Thinking of those things, a sincere and nostalgic smile appeared on his face.

There was no one on duty at the gate of the mountain, until they came to the Nansong Pavilion, there was a deacon who stopped their way and asked why.

When Liu Shisui reported his name, the deacon was shocked and speechless. He was speechless for a while, and subconsciously grasped the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

After a while, the deacon came to his senses and realized that he had lost his composure, so he hurriedly notified the immortal master in the Nansong Pavilion.

The fairy teacher was also shocked, he didn't know what to say to Liu Shisui, so he sent him to the inner sect quickly.

Arriving at the bank of Xijian Creek, the noon sun fell on the water, turning into countless pieces of gold coins. Seeing this familiar scene, Liu Shisui remembered many things again.

A few young disciples by the stream were washing their swords. They should have just obtained their flying swords from Xingyun Peak. From their expressions and movements, it can be seen that they cherish them very much.

The Nansong Pavilion immortal master brought Liu Shisui and Xiao He to this place, and handed them over to the master of Xijiange.

Hearing the discussion, several young disciples by the stream turned around and looked at Liu Shisui. Guessing his identity, they opened their mouths in shock.

The news spread quickly, and more disciples rushed over from Xijian Pavilion and the opposite cliff.

They looked at Liu Shisui from a distance of more than ten feet, not daring to approach him, nor did they dare to discuss in a low voice.

In the story they knew before, Liu Shisui was a traitor from Qingshan, who stole demon pills, practiced evil skills of the Blood Demon Sect, seriously injured his fellow sect at the sword test meeting, and was expelled from the mountain gate.

Who would have thought that these were all fake.

In the orthodox practice world, he is undoubtedly the greatest contributor to eradicating Bulao Lin and destroying Yuntai. All the things that happened in the past were all means he used to win Bulao Lin's trust. Those sins that were once unforgivable have now become proof that he endured humiliation, considered the overall situation, and persevered.

Such an experience was too legendary, and such a turning point was too dramatic, so that when he returned to Qingshan, the young disciples didn't know what attitude to face, and their emotions were very complicated.

Xijian Creek was flowing slowly, and the streamside was full of people, but there was no sound, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

Xiao He was a little uneasy, and secretly glanced at Liu Shisui.

A voice suddenly sounded from the crowd, breaking the silence by the stream.

"Brother, are you back?"

No one knew which young disciple said this sentence.

Liu Shisui looked there, a smile gradually appeared on his face, and he said, "Yes, I'm back."

With these words, the streamside suddenly became lively.

"Welcome senior brother back to the mountain!"

"Brother, you have worked hard!"

"Brother is mighty!"

Countless sincere greetings sounded by the Xijian River.

In front of Xijian Pavilion, Uncle Meili from Qingrong Peak and Lin Wuzhi from Tianguang Peak looked at each other and smiled gratifiedly.

Disciples from all peaks came here one after another after hearing the news, and the sword light illuminated the cliff for a while.

Looking at Liu Shisui who was surrounded by the crowd, the disciples from various peaks were happy, but also had complicated emotions. The young disciples by the Xijian River only knew about Liu Shisui's legendary experience, and didn't know many details about that year, but they had personally experienced those things, and they were even participants. Thinking of Liu Shisui's difficult days in Qingshan in those few years, they felt sorry. Although it was a situation set up by Liangwang Peak, those cold eyes and ridicules came from themselves after all.

As for the disciples of Tianguang Peak, thinking of the stone house in the peak that no one cares about, they feel so ashamed.

A sword light came from Liangwang Peak and fell on the bank of the stream.

The crowd parted, walked across Nanshan Mountain to Liu Shisui, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said excitedly, "It's good to be back."

Gu Han stood behind Guo Nanshan, smiled and said nothing.

Liu Shisui looked at him and said earnestly, "Senior brother, how are you these days?"

Gu Han seriously replied: "Very good."

Liu Shisui looked at Ma Hua and said with a smile, "Senior brother, you are still so fat."

Hearing this, Ma Hua's eyes smiled like the slits on steamed buns, but if you can see through the slits, you can find that his smile is a bit forced.

Liu Shisui turned to Jian Ruyun again and said, "I met Fourth Senior Brother."

"Let's go back to the peak first, there are some things to discuss, and then go to see the real master."

Jian Ruyun said lightly, then glanced at Xiao He, frowning slightly, showing disgust.

Liu Shisui didn't notice his expression, he was a little surprised to hear this and was about to respond when suddenly a voice came from outside the crowd.

The voice was very soft, like the wind, gently brushing across the surface of the stream, causing some ripples.

"Brothers, can I have a few words with Fellow Daoist Liu?"

Seeing the woman in white, the Qingshan disciples by the stream were a little surprised.

The woman in white is very weak, like a willow branch in the wind, when people see it, they will have the desire to care for it.

This was the first time Liu Shisui saw Bai Zao.

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Obviously, Guo Nanshan and other Liangwang Peak disciples knew what Bai Zao was going to say to Liu Shisui, so they waited by the stream without stopping.

The place where Bai Zao and Liu Shisui talked was in a classroom of Xijiange.

Lin Wuzhi gave up the classroom.

He looked at Xiao He who was guarding the door, smiled and said, "Are you a fox?"

Xiao He was very surprised. He didn't know that Lin Wuzhi was the real disciple of the master of Qingshan sect. He thought that any teacher could see through his identity. The Qingshan sect was really unfathomable. He asked a little uneasy: "Qingshan sect...don't you like the monster race?"

Lin Wuzhi smiled and said, "I'm a teacher, and I don't care about it, but some guys have brain problems and may have opinions."

Xiao He said nervously, "Then what should I do?"

Lin Wuzhi asked: "You belong to Junior Brother Liu...?"

Xiao He hesitated for a while, then plucked up her courage and said in a low voice: "Little concubine?"

Lin Wuzhi said without hesitation: "No."

Xiao He was very disappointed, and thought to herself, didn't you say that you don't care about this.

Lin Wuzhi said: "My Qingshan Sect is an upright Taoist sect, how can a disciple take a concubine?"

Only then did Xiao He realize what he meant, opened her eyes wide, and asked innocently: "Then what should I do?"

Lin Wuzhi exclaimed in admiration: "What a vixen..."

Xiao He felt aggrieved and said, "Master Immortal just wanted to make fun of me."

Lin Wuzhi laughed loudly, and said, "Since you are in love with each other and become a Taoist couple, why bother to ask me?"

Xiao He sighed, and said: "I'm afraid that your sect has strict rules and the teacher won't allow it."

Lin Wuzhi said: "There is no such thing in the school rules. As for the master... Brother Liu's former master, he must have no face to bother him now, and it should be fine."

Xiao He's eyes moved slightly, and she said softly, "Then... where is Immortal Master Jing Jiu?"